As a child I loved science books especially anything dealing with nature.
Two of my favourites were the The How and Why Wonder Books, and
A Golden Science Guide series from Golden Press I still pick them
up whenever I see them and one day I will have to sit down order
a few more. I still like to flip through them. I understand that the
information is out of date and that the internet has lots of sources.
But for me books will always be key and I still have many books I
pored through as a child. Also the internet has perhaps too much
information. Talking to a friend the other day we reminisced
about the eye popping pictures that could be provided by a
National Geographic article on New Guinea. For children with
no internet and 2 or 3 TV channels showing westerns, musical
variety shows and hockey this was a real revelation.
Remembering my love of these books and some of my other
much loved toys (a favourite memory is a birthday cake covered
with plastic dinosaurs) I now give family children Papo Dinosaurs
( these are great, really detailed ) and the book Dinosaurs by John Long.
My old friend the White-Tailed Jack Rabbit.
When the information is out dated because of recent discoveries
I can take it in stride. When the changes are the results of our
own diminishing of the world we live in I have more trouble
accepting it. I think, in my childhood I perceived may things as eternal
at least for my life time. It appears that will not be the case.
"Summer fading, winter comes-- Frosty mornings, tingling thumbs, Window robins, winter rooks, And the picture story-books. Water now is turned to stone Nurse and I can walk upon; Still we find the flowing brooks In the picture story-books. All the pretty things put by, Wait upon the children's eye, Sheep and shepherds, trees and crooks, In the picture story-books. We may see how all things are Seas and cities, near and far, And the flying fairies' looks, In the picture story-books. How am I to sing your praise, Happy chimney-corner days, Sitting safe in nursery nooks, Reading picture story-books?"
Picture-books in Winter
Robert Louis Stevenson